Jack and Amy strolled through Central Park almost daily. Their lives were so hectic, it was hard to make time for each other. These daily walks helped them to reconnect.
Amy’s mind was on over drive. “I don’t know what to say, what is this going to do to us?”
Walking off steak and wine, Amy searches for something to make small talk.. “Jack? It’s such a nice night, I’m glad we came out. The park is perfect this time of day.”
“Mhmm” He agreed “Amy looks nervous.. will she tell me what’s bothering her…?” “Jack” Amy interrupts Jack’s thinking. ” We should find a bench, I’m tired, let’s rest our feet.”
“O.K. There is a bench right over there.”
They came up on a little old lady sitting under the trees.
“Looks like trouble in paradise” Selma surmised.
“Is that woman knitting? Or that other needle working thing? I wonder what she’s making…” Amy couldn’t concentrate on what she was wanted to say aloud to her beloved, faithful husband of 12 years.
Kids on skateboards, men and women in work out clothes; running, biking and rollerblading past Jack, Amy and Selma.
“If that woman chews on her lips any longer she wont have any left!”
“She’s making me nervous now, Amy hasn’t stopped wringing her hands since we sat down. She is never too tired to take our walks… We always make it all the way around the pond and home just fine.”
“Amy, what’s the matter? You seem to be on edge tonight.”
Amy burst into tears. “Oh! Jack! We lost the baby!” Sobbing into Jack’s shoulder.
“Those poor, poor kids!” Selma’s hearth wrenched for them. “Jesus, help them.”
Jack held Amy tight, tears in his own eyes. “Oh! Lord no!” “Amy what did the doctor say exactly?!”
“She did an ultrasound to confirm the age of the baby, it showed that the baby hadn’t grown since my last appointment, there was no heart beat” Amy choked out her words. “It sounds even more horrific repeating this to Jack!”
The little old lady, hearing everything, walked over to the couple to offer her condolences. “I’m very sorry for your loss, young man, young lady. The LORD works in mysterious ways. In time He will give you peace. You only have to have faith.”
“Thank you ma’am.” They responded. The couple watched as Selma packed the little red sweater she was making and walk away.
“Amy, I know that we can work through this. Maybe it is a sign..”
“I just don’t know what to say, what to think or even how to feel right now.” “Numb. That’s how I feel”
Jack thought to himself “I feel numb, that’s the only way to describe it.”
Jack and Amy sat in Central Park until well passed dusk, holding each other. Crying, talking about the baby that would never be.